The Forest of Lights
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Long ago, in a kingdom ruled by silence, two princesses dared to speak.
Thana and Khalida were sisters bound by blood but divided by destiny. Together they formed the Guerrillas, a secret band of warrior women fighting for justice in a land that denied them power. But when one sister dares to enter the forbidden heart of their realm-the Forest of Lights, a place of both refuge and fear-a single prophecy brings secrets to light and fractures the bond they believed was unbreakable.
In a world where light can deceive and darkness can guide, only the truth within their shattered hearts can save what remains.
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The story is finally complete! I'd appreciate your reads so much. ❤ The second book of the series is a work in progress (but may never be finished due to my co-writer disappearing)
Note: no, this book has nothing to do with The Bringer of Light, the titles are accidentally similar. I'll try not to put "light" in my next book title lol
TRIGGER WARNING: suicide, violence, mental health issues
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